Plane crashes
And crashing waves
You are God of them all.
Broken glass
And broken hearts
You repair it all.
***** cloth
And ***** sinner
You wash them all clean.
What I mean is
You know.
What I'm saying is
I'll go.
I trust You.
Despite the aches and pains
And the bruises along the way.
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 5:34 PM UTC
Plane crashes
And crashing waves
You are God of them all.
Broken glass
And broken hearts
You repair it all.
***** cloth
And ***** sinner
You wash them all clean.
What I mean is
You know.
What I'm saying is
I'll go.
I trust You.
Despite the aches and pains
And the bruises along the way.
